The Post Wherein I Give A Kanye West-Style FUCK YOU to Idiots

As of today, 31 of the states who've put gay marriage on a ballot for the popular vote have shot it down. Look - there's obviously some confusion. Let me break it down:

People = People

Women = People (remember, they used to not be allowed to own property or vote)

Black People = People (remember, they used to not be allowed anything at all)

Gay People = People (currently not thought of as people unless someone needs a decorator)

Anyone who comes at me with "it's a choice" can take that argument to EVERY CONSERVATIVE FIGURE WHO HAS EVER HAD A GAY SEX SCANDAL BROUGHT OUT TO THE PUBLIC. People like:
Robert Allen - Florida State Rep
Larry Craig - Idaho Senator
Mark Foley - Florida Stat Rep
Ted Haggard - Pastor of the New Life Church
And they just keep on coming......

IF YOU, as a person, say that a group of people CANNOT do something everyone else of-age gets to do simply because YOU, as a person, do not agree with something about the group of people that is a part of their biological makeup...THAT IS BIGOTRY. THAT IS DISCRIMINATION. THAT IS HATE. And this is YOU. Accept it.

At the same time - someone needs to get the point across that MARRIAGE IS NOT SACRED. All people can end it any time for any reason. And they do. Over 50% of the people who enter into those vows eventually say "eh", label it "irreconcilable differences" and end the union. At the same time, there are untold numbers of marriages that keep on keeping on filled with infidelity...convenience over love...domestic violence, etc. How can gay people have any effect either negatively or positively over the institution as we know it? How? Really. I want to know. Tell me. I want to understand.

Real love is so fucking rare...millions of people will never even get a chance at it. So, if a people is lucky enough to find another people they want to be with for the rest of their life (regardless of whether or not that actually happens), who the FUCK are you, or me to tell them...sorry, but sodomy is only for the heteros. No hospital visitation rights for you. But wasn't it just like the real thing when you had symbolic ring exchange ceremony in the park that half your relatives refused to attend. No? Whiner.

Bah.

If It Walks, It's Food.

Nic wants me to talk about...

Food: Indian or Japanese

I think she's worried that neither country has food. I'm not sure why since both are experiencing technological booms and the like. Japan's got vending machines that distribute ladies' skivvies and India likes to help me reset my router while calling me ma'am. With that kind of modern day know-how comes all manner of food. So I think that answers that.

But if one is to delve into specifics of what each country eats...and turns it into a contest - well there's only one winner...and that's lamb.

The Japanese (as far as I know) don't cook with lamb. Or curry. And in the end...that will be their downfall. That and the giant squid that will devour the entire island. You know it's going to happen.

Still...I love me some sushi. Except unagi. It's slimy. Used car salesman slimy. But in your mouth. This is coming out wrong.

In other news, I was excited to read that The Time Traveler's Wife was going to be turned into a movie. I don't know why I was excited. Hollywood's ruined every novel post Gone With The Wind...I don't see what this should've been different. And according to this article, it won't be. I don't know where this sudden burst of hope came from. Must be some residual hope leftover from the Obama campaign.

Actually - I know where it came from. It came from seeing the trailer for Where the Wild Things Are. It's Obama-style hope with a dash of Spike Jonze pizzazz. And it looks like it spilled over. Damn.

So anyway, I shared the above article with my mother...the bestower of one of the only modern fictional love stories that didn't make me want to urp with the turning of each page and she had THIS to say regarding the ending change brought about by the happy ending neediness of the focus group:

Who's got time to be in a test audience? A bunch of idiots.

I think I speak for all of us (general public) when I respond with..."so true".

But to stay on (or rather return to) the point - at the end of the day Japanese food still wins, as I will most certainly be getting sushi before I get tikka masala if for no other reason that it's a refreshingly cool meal in this heat.

But come winter...no lambs are safe. I don't care how cute they are.

Sh*t!

I fucked something up. Condi's dots are gone. And so is her head of hair.

This is why I'm not given computers to play with. This. Is. Why.

the Waif made the first Condi blog and she's currently too pregnant to do anything but yell at her unborn son to get the hell out of her stomach because he's fucking with her sciatic nerve or whatever.

Anyway - shit's just gonna have to look stupid til I figure out how to fix it.

This is what happens when you get greedy for stupid-ass widget and sell your soul to the blogger devil.

In my defense, he looked just like Burgess Meredith.